the street lights scintillated.
the car moving at a slow pace.
i smiled at the raindrops
by the window
having a small race.

the scent of sea water
hitting up my nose.
just like the wonderful
aroma of a rose.

green bushes, green leaves
brown houses, brown trees.
i, staring out the window
i sigh, washing away my sorrow.

i wanna go outside.
and have my adventure.
trust me.
it's wanderlust.